The Regressed Mercenary's Machinations

Chapter 581

Jerome grinned as he looked at the priests floating mid-air.

"That was close. If I’d been any later, we’d be in real trouble."

It had taken considerable time to heal his wounds and recover his mana. Even now, he felt he had arrived slightly behind schedule. Fortunately, he had made it just in time before the fortress was entirely overrun. Now, he had to hold the line here.

"Chasing only these bastards turned out to be the right call."

There was a reason Jerome had relentlessly pursued the 1st Legion.

It was based on the strategy Ghislain had shared just before his departure.

The battle was already raging. The Atrodé army was surging toward the fortress in full force.

"Go!"

With a burst of energy, the boulders were hurled at incredible speed, crushing parts of the Atrodé forces.

Boom! Boom! BOOM!

"Arghhh!"

The Atrodé soldiers, confident of their impending victory, were blindsided by the sudden assault. The notion that they would face such a devastating attack at the last moment had never crossed their minds.

Count Vipenvelt’s face stiffened.

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